#si lan x reader

[crsssie]

for all time/lovebrush chronicles boys as cliché tropes

word count: 645

summary: lovebrush boys as cliche tropes !

Ai Yin / Ayn - Competitors - Whaaat? Why not Clarence ?? HEAR ME OUT.

You're a musician. You're like the musician ever— probably a pianist just to piss him off. The two of you always tie first for piano competitions. There's no argument. If he's there, you're there. If he's first, you're first. The two of you are both prodigy pianists and there's no room for argument. Thus arises the issue. Your name is always followed by his— or his name is always followed by yours. You guys hate it. Or so you say. Because when you're missing from a competition for the first time in years, he's very much confused as to where you are, and it almost feels empty without you. Wha— what did he just say? That was definitely not him.

Lu Chen / Alkaid - Deskmates - oh that's so cliché (I know)

The two of you are paired up as deskmates for the year. It's a little awkward at first until you get used to him, and then it just breaks into everyone else eating dog food (third-wheeling). He brings you breakfast because you skip eating it, and you fix his tie when it's crooked... he always picks calls for you when he needs an extra hand, you always drop everything you have to help him... you two are practically dating. Which raises the question. are you dating? Or is Alkaid just taking care of you because he thinks you're forgetful and clumsy? The love letter slipped into your desk seems to say otherwise, though.

Luo Xia / Lars - Arranged Marriage - I didn't think this could get more cliché

You get arranged into a marriage with him for one reason— your family's going bankrupt, so they have to sell their only child to the Luos because like. Idk that's a cliché, it's a trope, IT'S HAPPENING TO YOU. PERIOD. At first you're like terrified and he's super scary and cold and lowkey kind of rude, but he still kind of cares since when you first move in, he has the servants move all of your stuff, and yu almost feel like you're home. He's just not very vocal about liking you though; so when your family's business breaks out of bankruptcy and you're told you can divorce him if you want, and then he's like "no please don't take my spouse from me ☹️" and then next thing you know you're being pampered to the moon and back. (You end up staying with him.)

Si Lan / Clarence - Love at First Sight - HEAR ME OUT ON THIS.

You're an unassuming new student at school, completely unbothered. You do not know he's the student council president. You're just at the nurse's office because your mom's the nurse or smth. Then, he's admitted into the office because he overworked himself on accident, and you're like "errrr I'll help. sure" And what does he see upon first waking up? You. The sun behind your head gives you a halo, and you look angelic. He thinks he's hallucinating. "God, did I die?" "Erm... not quite!" Then you nurse him back to health, and he's having a moment (he can't forget you) but dw you eventually end up together 👍

Ye Xuan / Cael - Brother's Best Friend - you did not (oh yes I did)

Cael, your brother's calm best friend who seems to have no interest in dating anyone at all. Cael, your brother's best friend who's been there for you as long as you can remember. Cael, your brother's best friend who helps you through college hell, voice calm and soothing as you cry about the homework. Cael, your brother's best friend who never lets himself slip when you're around (regardless of how bad he actually likes you) Cael, your brother's best friend who tries his best to resist you when you're on top of him, breath heavy with alcohol and almost drunk. Cael, your brother's best friend who doesn't fight it when you pull him in for a kiss at the door when he comes to check up on you the next day. and Cael, who can't say no to you when you spill out your feelings for him on paper, spilling out his own when you meet up with him.

[hiyoriddle]

as sweet as you.

clarence x gn!reader | 1k words | you call him over to make gingerbread houses together.

merry christmas! this was written by someone that has never made gingerbread houses before…

you didn’t plan this at all, it’s just that he was the first person that came to your mind when you saw the gingerbread house kit at the store. the next thing you knew, you placed it inside your cart along with your groceries. when you got home, you stared at the box, wondering if you should text him.

now with your phone in hand, you suddenly thought it was a silly idea. clarence is busy enough, he wouldn’t take time off his day just to make a gingerbread house with you… yet you find yourself sending a text anyway. he replied almost immediately, mentioning that he bought a kit himself, and that he’d love to make it with you.

you prepared the materials you needed in the kitchen, you were pretty clueless when it came to making gingerbread houses, cael does mostly everything while you stuck with designing it. the knock on your door snapped you out of your thoughts, you walked over to open it.

“i’m guessing you need help with assembling it?” clarence asked with a chuckle, you notice the red box in his hand and he shows it to you. “this is what i usually get, it’s a bit harder to make, but i can assure you that it tastes better than most kits.”

“then i’m glad i called an expert.” you smile, opening the door wider and stepping aside. “come in.”

once he got inside, your cat ran towards him instantly. clarence got on one knee, petting the feline while it happily purrs in response. “he must’ve missed me.”

“i think he loves you more than me.” you pout. you found out early on that animals are naturally drawn to him, which you thought was cute, even if it meant fighting for your cat’s attention when he’s around.

he played with your cat some more then you both proceeded to the kitchen, setting up some other stuff before starting. clarence has his sleeves rolled up and it takes every ounce of your self control not to stare and think about how muscular his arms are.

he quickly goes over the basics, explaining everything you need to know. “it’s quite simple, we just need to make sure it holds up.” he says.

“well, at least i can make it look pretty.” you reply, handing him an apron. you put yours on, it’s in your favorite color, of course. he puts his on as well and you finally begin.

you carefully follow his lead, wary about messing it up. icing is usually used to “glue” the cookies together, but clarence shared a trick with you, he showed how caramelized sugar can be used as an alternative.

“like this.” he dipped one side into the sugar and pressed it onto the side of a different cookie, it was sturdy and it held in place. you did the same, albeit a little more messy, but it didn’t look half bad. “you can use icing to hide it later.” he adds.

you assembled all the cookies together and you felt proud of yourself, grinning as you showed him your work. “pretty neat, huh?”

he smiles back at you. “it’s great for your first time. good job.”

the praise made your cheeks feel warm all of a sudden, and you quickly turn away. “thanks… ah, we can start decorating now.”

now you were back in your element. other than the icing, there were little candies on the counter that you both used to decorate. you already had a design in mind, so you’re trying your best to recreate it. sometimes you turn to clarence and catch him smiling fondly towards you, leaving you with butterflies in your stomach.

“finished?” he asks.

you put the piping bag down, wiping your hands on the apron. “i think so.”

“it’s beautiful.” he says, his voice sincere. you’re not looking at him, yet you can see from your peripheral vision that his eyes weren’t exactly on your gingerbread house. he pushes his glasses up. “mine doesn’t stand a chance against yours.”

“yours probably taste better anyway.” you shrug, and you get an amazing idea. “clarence, come closer.”

he’s confused at your sudden request, but he takes a few steps towards you anyway. with a sly smirk, you wipe the icing on your finger onto his nose. he blinks, surprised, then he laughs. “you’re not getting away with that so easily.”

you were almost too distracted by his bright smile to notice the amount of icing that he was scooping up with his fingers, you run to the other side and raised your hands in surrender. “hey, that’s too much!”

he turns the tables on you, mimicking the smirk you gave him earlier. “really? i don’t think it is…”

and so, your little food fight began.

your faces were practically covered in icing once you finished, filling the kitchen with fits of giggles and laughter, you both had to stop because you still had to eat what you made. you cleaned yourselves up, and you made two cups of hot chocolate to go with the gingerbread.

“i kind of don’t want to eat it.” you place the red mug on the counter and sit next to him, admiring your work.

“we can always make it again.” with that being said, he snaps a piece of his gingerbread house apart and pops it in his mouth. “here, try it.” he takes another piece and you open your mouth slightly, leaning forward. he snickers and feeds it to you without another word.

you ate the gingerbread as you talked, his definitely tastes better. eventually the two of you moved to the couch with your mugs in hand. your cat, not wanting to be left out, decided to make himself comfortable in the space between.

“thank you for today. i enjoyed it.” clarence tells you, his lips curved upwards in a subtle smile, a faint pink dusting his cheeks.

you return his smile, resting your head on his shoulder. “me too… merry christmas, clarence.”

“merry christmas.”

you’re definitely doing this again next year.

[godheimm]

[dangopango00]

After Last Night

Waking up with him after a hookup

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 |

FAT/LBC men x gn reader (William Included for all my Aris out there)

CW: very suggestive, maybe dubcon?? (Mentioned that Lars and reader were both drunk in his)

A/N: waking up with cael is waking up behind bars thats croomf, groomf even 😭😭😭 im jp u dk him since ur childhood here ok this is a safe space

Edit: Alkaid rewrite 🥶🥶

more utc

LARS / LUO XIA (罗夏)

- SCENARIO: You’re in a similar or complementary industry to him and he’s had his eye on you a bit, admiring how you present yourself but you never really became too closely acquainted. One crazy night of drinking during a negotiations meeting later and two lonely busy old people get busy (30 isnt old sorry. Uncalled for)

- You wake up first; he is KNOCKED OUT

- He wakes up with the wildest bedhead normally and even moreso today. He’s drooling and sprawled out across the couch with a loose hold on your body (Just his arm slung around you as he sleeps)

- His grip on you tightens if you try to leave the couch but if you’re insistent he’ll just let you go; whine grumbles about it in his sleep

- He has work and he’s very busy so he’ll have to leave soon but he wants to make it up to you because he wasn’t being professional; he makes the effort to at least chat or have breakfast with you before leaving which you don’t mind since you’re busy as well

- He usually doesn’t do hookups since he’s busy, doesn’t want to lead anyone on and knows he’ll get attached too easily so he rlly dk what happened, he was lonely but ayayay this is a mess. He does his absolute best to make things less awkward for you

- This scenario would actually be so wild bc if you wanted to do it again while sober I don’t think he’d say no LOL as soon as you had breakfast/chatted he started to like you even more I think and remembers last night being really great so

- I don’t think he’d initiate it if you did do it again though because he feels really bad about being unprofessional but ever since that night if he ever sees you his eyes are glued to you, your body and all its curves and/or edges; he’s so distracted help him 😭😭

- It’s even worse if he’s pent up, he actually will just. Avoid you if you don’t assure him it’s alright he doesn’t want to be weird and he knows he wont be able to focus so he gets a little nervous around you from then on

ALKAID / LU CHEN (路辰）

- SCENARIO: You’re his classmate and more importantly, his film dealer. You’ve been selling him film and camera repairs for a pretty good price compared to how high the quality is from a small shop that doesn’t get too much traction because it’s more of an antique shop but you do offer more. He was usually standardly polite and short maybe with an extra question out of curiosity here and there before becoming a regular over time. You eventually started tacking on a few more comments and questions than necessary but not so many that it’s noticeable, chatting him up a bit im class as well until you started actively seeking him out, being curious about him and you two became friends. Since this is an edit I’m gonna say like Ayn, you’re probably already in a situationship by the time you hook up but unlike Ayn you haven’t kissed yet (he’d at least ask you out or vice versa before kissing i think) You were over at his apartment to study and help bathe Sparkle; just generally hang out and after a PAINFUL amount of tension building with playful comments and little touches so much so that you ended up kissing him and one thing lead to another !!

- You wake up first but likely go back to sleep and he wakes up during that time tbh. I feel like his home is cozy as hell not to mention Sparkle climbing up and cuddling with you

- He let you wear his clothes to bed since yours got messy and he noticed that you were shivering, freezing from wearing. Well. Nothing. So he let you borrow something and his entire face is red including his ears an neck, it’s quite a view— both you and him

- He ghosts his thumb over your features, his gentle touch almost unnoticeable as he notes each unique thing about you as if trying to identify different stars in the sky

- You had already cuddled up to him in your sleep and he lays in bed with you in his loose embrace for an absurd amount of time until he decides his heart has had enough and gets up to make you both breakfast, you stirring a bit in your sleep in the process

- He kept trying to find an opportunity to get up before but you clung to him so he couldn’t find it in himself to leave you gn but when he did eventually get up he just kissed the crown of your head and gently pulled your arms off of him, then laying you down

- His bed head is just his normal hair honestly and he doesn’t move too much, just snores a little bit and slightly drools

- He’s embarrassed the rest of the day, his usual charismatic persona failing on him when he needs it most and he’s a bit nervous not knowing if you’d felt the same as him or if it was just lust. Though all that is quickly nipped in the bud when you give him a kiss on the cheek and confess properly, holding his hands in yours

- Deciding he’s wasted enough time being a dork He offers to take you on your first date in a nearby cafe since it was pretty impromptu but he still says it with a helpless smile and slight blush. On this date he def took pictures and has them pinned on his wall; they’ll quickly become some of his most prized photos

CLARENCE / SI LAN (司岚）

- SCENARIO: You two went to the same high school all four years and maybe even the same middle school at some point but you never really interacted because he was busy with schoolwork and so were you so you really never felt the need to bother him. Little did you know Clarence had the biggest crush on you since you met and after being acquainted through the student council you became friends. Upon growing closer and some worrying about how little he relaxes later and you mayyy have accidentally made out with him a little in the council room after hours 🥺 then took it back to your apartment 🥺🥺 and ended up sleeping together 🥺🥺🥺

- He wakes up first and just stares at the ceiling. how did this happen oh my god. Not in a bad way but oh my GOD. -Clarence

- He’s so embarrassed by last night especially with his own behavior. Just remembering the sounds he made and the words he said has him reeling; he must’ve told you he loved you 100,000 times

- he just stays completely still hoping you’re still asleep and once you wake up he shuts his eyes so fast kind of trying to pretend to be asleep but with how tightly his eyes and lips are shut you know he’s awake

- You give him a little kiss on his eyelids and lips and he knows he’s caught; he blushes but then kind of just lets a small exasperated smile wash over his face; he really doesn’t know what to do

- His bedhead is basically the same as his normal but more messy around the bangs also he snores a tiny bit but thats pretty much it

- He’s pretty happy and normal when he isn’t thinking about the specifics of last night’s events

- He even goes ahead and makes breakfast for you and him as well as his cats (they’re probably the ones who woke yall up lol)

- He doesn’t do hook ups and he’s liked you so long so he reaalllly realllllllllyyyyy hopes you’ll consider getting to know him more and let him take you out on a couple dates because even if his hands are clammy the whole time he’d be so happy

WILLIAM / CHEN ZIHAN (陈子涵）

- SCENARIO: You two have always been best friends with no question of whether or not your feelings were platonic. Well he had no question. You on the other hand had been crushing on him for a while now but didn’t want to ruin the friendship. That was until college. He started noticing you more and your qualities: how you’ve matured and how you’re there when no one else is, so his feelings have gotten a little bit more than just platonic. He justified it as appreciation and normal friend things all the way up until you two suddenly decided to “test out” what kissing and making out would be like. Platonically of course. Since neither of you had ever been in a serious relationship. The sex part was just testing too, trust 🙏

- You wake up first but that doesn’t stop him from having an existential crisis when he wakes up

- You’re excited although a bit nervous from anticipation honestly since you already knew your feelings were not platonic but you didn’t know what he’d think so instead of worrying you just poke his face and admire him sleeping

- His bedhead is crazy, some of his hair sticks up and he has a pool of drool under him. He snores too— finally getting to release his feelings has him K.Od it was tew good

- You go to make breakfast or shower or something and he’d probably wake up during that time bc he doesn’t feel your warmth anymore

- Like Clarence, Liam wakes up perplexed and embarrassed and he’s worried he may have crossed a line doing what he did last night since you were supposed to be just friends! He’s freaking out so bad! come back he needs reassurance 😭

- When you get back he’s so apologetic and is just so nervous around you until you broach the subject, reassuring him that you don’t mind what happened

- After you sort out your thoughts on what happened and have a loooong talk about it you’re pretty much back to being normal and you even hang out for a bit longer, watching some movies and baking together although he does still blush and fumble his words around you a little

- He’s scared to tell you he would rather be yours than be your fwb (friend with benefits) bc this is his first hookup but considering he’s been your best friend and crush for so long you feel the same way so you end up dating pretty soon after

[mello-bee]

since I've been seeing lots of simping for Clarence's dad

context: Clarence lets the group stay in his house while visiting his hometown, until...

they got banned

og panel i heavily referenced for Despair Clarence ↓ (I PROMISE ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS)

[culxiaa-fn]

I just finished Clarence's route AND IM SOBBING 😭😭 WTF?! BABE HOW COULD YOU 😭😭😭

Under that Maple tree i hope MC hugs him so tight so he will always remember her warmth.

Under that maple tree when they share each other past stories i hope they held hands so MC warm hand engraved in his mind

Under that maple tree i hope after a long winter and cold Clarence finally feels that warmth that he always longs for

Finally under that maple tree, Clarence found that warm hand that only belongs to her, someone that saves him when he is at his lowest, his saviour, his angel, his spring

[girlgenius1111]

learning curve part 4

alexia putellas x reader [& r's nephew] will has a better day at school, and r continues to spiral. alexia tries to help. will takes a rough fall at the park. angst & fluff!

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Will’s backpack thumped against his back as he sprinted towards you and Alexia. Your girlfriend had insisted on joining you in picking Will up for school, just as concerned as you were about him having another bad day. He zoomed towards the two of you, and just as you were about to bend down and open your arms for him, he called Alexia’s name, his gaze fixed on her. 

“Ale, Ale I did it!” He shouted excitedly, leaping into her arms as she lifted him into the air. “I made a friend!” 

“Of course you did!” Alexia replied. “I’m so proud of you.” 

Will beamed, squirming in Alexia’s arms as he reached for you. You smiled back, brushing off the anxiety you were now feeling wash over you in favor of holding Will tight against you. 

“So proud of you.” You echoed, more than relieved at the difference in how Will had come out of school today versus the day before. 

“His name is Jordi, and he’s 5 like me and he likes dinosaurs! And he only speaks Spanish and-and Cat-a-lan but I used my Spanish words and asked him to be my friend and he said si! And si means yes!” Will rambled, once again squirming, this time to be let down. You placed him on the ground and he reached for both your hand and Alexia’s, still rambling away about Jordi and his cool blue shoes

You and Alexia exchanged amused glances, starting in the direction of the car. Will was practically skipping in between the two of you, until Alexia asked a question. 

“Mi niño, did you understand your teacher more?” 

At this, Will’s forehead crinkled, and his skipping slowed to a walk. “No. She talks really fast. And I only know some of the words she says.” 

“That’s okay! It’ll take time to adjust.” You reassured him. “The important thing is that you try your best.” 

“Sí, cariño. And maybe speaking more Spanish at home could help?” Alexia added, opening the back passenger door and lifting Will into his seat. You watched as she buckled him in, at how her brows furrowed in concentration and how she raised a hand to try to smooth the messy way his hair sat. There was a glint in her eye as she shut the door and chastly kissed you on the lips, a glint that told you she had an idea. 

—

Will had been exhausted from his day at school, falling asleep on the couch even as he insisted he didn’t need a nap. Less than twenty minutes after you tucked him in under a blanket on the couch with a snack, he was out cold. You’d retreated to the bedroom to fold laundry, and to try to get your emotions under control.

It wasn’t that you were bothered that Will and Alexia were bonding, not at all. It made your heart melt, made everything feel warm in a way you’d never experienced before. Alexia was perfect, everything you could have ever asked for in a partner you were raising a child with. There was just something… something about how easily Alexia loved that made you doubt yourself. Alexia was whole, and you were…well,  if not broken, missing a piece. What she’d grown up with, you’d never experienced. She knew family, and you didn’t. And you weren’t sure how you could be enough for Will when you didn’t know how to be a part of a family. 

“Mi amor?” 

You jumped, dropping the shirt you were trying to fold back on the bed. You turned, finding Alexia standing in the doorway, her face twisted with concern. She moved closer, reaching for you. 

“What’s up?” Forcing a smile, you allowed your girlfriend to grab one of your hands and cradle your cheek with the other. 

Alexia didn’t reply right away, her eyes flitting over your face as she studied you. “Are you okay? You seem… I don’t know, something seems off.” 

You allowed yourself to lean into her, pressing your face into the cozy sweatshirt she was wearing. She wrapped her arms around you, kissing the side of your head a few times. 

“I’m okay. I think I’m just trying to adjust.” 

Alexia hummed her understanding, her hug still tight as she spoke. “That is understandable, completely. It is a lot.” 

“I’m just so… so worried about him and all of this and–” 

“Tia?” You and Alexia broke apart, finding Will in the doorway where Alexia had been standing just moments ago. 

He had woken, apparently,  now shuffling adorably into your bedroom where you and Alexia stood. He was sleepy, rubbing his eye with his fist. 

“Hi bud,” You smiled, feeling Alexia’s eyes on you even as you crouched down to Will’s level and opened your arms. He moved closer, stopping just short of giving you a hug. 

“What’s for dinner?” He wondered. 

You laughed, standing and ruffling his hair. “I’m not sure–”

“Dinner will be here in a little bit.” Alexia interrupted, winking at you mysteriously and  heading back out to the living room. 

Will looked at you, confused, and you shrugged, moving to follow Alexia. 

Alexia’s idea entered the house with a flurry of activity, both Eli and Alba carrying two bags each, containing what you assumed to be dinner. 

Alexia lifted Will into her arms, the boy growing a bit shy as she reminded him to say hello. You greeted Eli and Alba, too, grabbing some of the bags and leading them into the kitchen. 

“Sorry about the mess, I would have cleaned, but Ale didn’t tell me anyone was coming.” The kitchen wasn’t really messy, but it wasn’t clean enough to meet your standards for guests. 

Eli tutted, unloading several dishes from one of the bags as Alba disappeared into the living room. “I told her to tell you! She does not listen, she never has. Anyway, mija, it is not messy in here, do not give it another thought.” 

You smiled at her gratefully, allowing her to pull you into a hug. Eli was a good hugger, made you feel relaxed in a way you normally didn’t when you had guests over. Whatever she’d brought with her smelled incredible, and you weren’t sure you could put into words how relieved you were to not have to worry about cooking dinner.  

“Tia!” Will shouted from the living room, his voice much too loud for the indoors but he sounded so excited you didn't mind. 

“Go!” Eli encouraged, gently pushing you in the direction of the living room. It always amazed you, how overwhelmingly kind Eli always was to you. She’d been that way from the first time she’d met you, and it had all clicked, that day. Alexia was the kind, perfect person she was because of the people that had raised her. Eli treated you like her own even when you and Alexia had just gotten together, and now, she was bringing dinner and doting over Will like he was her own, too. 

Walking into the living room, a small stuffed dinosaur was waved in your direction, Will skipping around excitedly with his new toy in hand. “Tia! Look what Alba got me!” 

Unlike the first time he’d met Alexia’s family, Will was already completely out of his shell, the quiet shy version of your nephew nowhere to be seen. Alexia and Alba were sitting on the sofa next to each other, sporting matching grins and you couldn’t help but think about how much they looked alike. The same smile, the same eyes, the same mannerisms. It reminded you of Leo, of how everyone always asked if you were twins. Pushing away the pang of hurt at the reminder, you bent down to get a closer look at Will’s new toy. 

“Wow! That’s so cool, buddy. Did you say thank you?” 

Will nodded, his brown hair flopping onto his forehead as he did so. 

“He said thank you in Spanish.” Alexia said proudly. 

“I did! Alba said she’ll help me with my Spanish, Tia!” Will informed you, grabbing your sleeve and pulling on it as if he couldn’t contain his excitement. He looked so genuinely happy, you could have cried. You settled instead on giving Alba a meaningful look and mouthing thank you. Alba just nodded, gesturing to her sister next to her, and you knew then what Alexia’s plan had been all along. Alba was a teacher, could help Will with his Spanish much more effectively than either of you could. Your girlfriend… was one of the most thoughtful, intentional, and kind people you’d ever met, and as you returned her smile, too, you made a note to tell her so later. 

Alexia gestured you over to her as Alba headed into the kitchen to help her mother, but you hesitated. 

“I should help your Mami–” 

“No! You two stay right in there!” Eli shouted from the kitchen. 

Alexia shook her head fondly, wrapping an arm around you as you joined her on the couch. 

“Next time you invite people over, tell me in advance.” You murmured, barely audible as you felt Alexia tense next to you. 

“Sí, of course. Sorry. I wanted it to be a surprise but I should have told you. I will not do it again.” She promised, squeezing you closer to her and pressing a kiss into your hair. 

“Thank you.” For whatever reason, you hadn't been very mad at Alexia to begin with, recognizing that she’d just been trying to do something nice to take some of the pressure off you for an evening. You knew that, and you believed her when she said she wouldn’t do it again. 

The house felt so full of life and love, it was easy to let your mind wander to dinner alone with Leo at the kitchen table. He’d always tried his best to cook if no one else was doing it. He also always made sure you ate your vegetables, even when he was just a few years older than you and hated them just as much.  

Alexia nudged you, and you forced the memories away, following her gaze over to your nephew. Will was sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table, just admiring his new dinosaur. 

“He is so sweet.” Alexia murmured, pulling you in closer to her as you both watched him. You hummed your agreement, marvelling at how excited he was over another plush dinosaur. He already had dozens, but he treated each new one like a special, one of a kind, toy. Will was so thoughtful, and though you knew it didn’t make much sense given the short time he’d been living here, you liked to think of it as bits of Alexia rubbing off on him. 

“The sweetest, most wonderful boy.” You replied, gesturing Will closer as he looked up and blushed, realizing you were talking about him. He brought his dinosaur over, leaning into you as you kissed the top of his head. 

“Does your new friend have a name?” You asked, and Will gasped, realizing he hadn’t, in fact, named it yet. 

“It has to be a good one. What about… Albert?” Alexia suggested, her lip twitching as she imagined her sister’s dismay at the name. Will didn’t dignify that idea with a response, which made you almost laugh. 

The small boy looked intently at the stuffed animal for a moment, staring into its eyes as if waiting for it to say something. Finally, he looked up with a grin, squishing the dinosaur to his chest in a hug. 

“Franklin!” Will said excitedly. “His name is Franklin.” 

“Franklin!” Alba cheered, appearing and holding out her hand for Will to take. “Un nombre perfecto. Do you want to help me set the table?” 

“Yeah!” Will replied, getting to his feet and grabbing Alba’s hand. You and Alexia watched incredulously, as he normally dragged his feet and complained when he had to set the table. 

“Now, cari, what do we need for dinner?” 

“Umm… we need… platos!” 

As Will and Alba around the corner and into the kitchen, you leaned further into your girlfriend, inhaling deeply. 

“She’s so sweet to do this. And your Mami bringing dinner. I just… they’re so thoughtful. They didn’t have to do all this.” 

Alexia frowned, tucking your hair behind your ear and tilting your face in her direction. “Of course they did. This is what family does, amor.” 

Something about the way your girlfriend was looking at you, like she couldn’t understand how you didn’t understand. This is what family does. You weren’t sure what a family did or didn’t do because you’d never really had one. Mortifyingly, your eyes began to sting with tears and you tried to stand, blinking rapidly. 

“Hey, hey, come back.” Alexia insisted, tugging on your hand until you sat back down next to her. “What is it?” 

You sighed, your chest feeling tight, and Alexia’s concern only seemed to grow, her eyebrows pulling together and her lips pursing. 

“I’m just not used to this. Having people that care.” You explained shakily, your voice breaking. It was a massive understatement, but you weren’t sure how to put everything else into words. The midfielder frowned further, her thumb brushing a stray tear off your cheek. You leaned into her hand, into her comfort, even though you weren’t sure you were worth it. 

“Well, you will need to get used to it. Because they care, and I care. You have a family, both you and Will have a family.” Alexia insisted, her voice so earnest you could have cried again. Instead you just buried your face in her neck, feeling her arms snake around your back and hold you tight. 

Alexia was always so convincing, your fears and anxieties almost all went away. Almost. 

—

Alexia could understand that you needed some time to yourself. It made sense; the transition from living in a relatively quiet house with just her was quite different from living with a 5 year old. As Will got more comfortable, he grew more energetic and loud, and it was a lot to adjust to. You’d seemed on edge all morning; something was clearly off, and Alexia assumed you just needed time alone, in the quiet. 

So, with a soft kiss to your cheek, Alexia informed you that she was taking Will to the park for an hour, and she wanted you to relax while she was gone. 

Alexia was right. Something was off. But the issue wasn’t that you needed time to yourself. You were… drowning in insecurity and doubt. It had been lingering in the background ever since Will came to live with you, but in the past 24 hours it had grabbed you by the throat. You didn’t want to feel the way you felt; you didn’t want to be jealous of your girlfriend who was just being an incredible person and treating your nephew as if he was her own. 

But here you were. Fighting back tears as you curled up on the couch, thinking about how you were failing. Alexia was the only thing keeping you and Will afloat. You weren’t enough, and you weren’t sure how you ever thought you could be. Alexia knew love and family and warmth, and those were all things you’d only gotten a glimpse of as you’d grown up. You’d learned independence, learned to be quiet. You’d learned not to show weakness, to push your feelings down until they exploded. 

What came naturally to Alexia was not instinctual for you. When Will cried, you never really knew what to say. When he refused to eat his vegetables, you didn’t know how to get him to eat them. When he’d had a nightmare, you hadn’t even woken up. Alexia had. Alexia always knew what to say and what to do. It made sense that Alexia was better at this than you, but it wasn’t fair to Will that he was stuck with one functional, emotionally intelligent adult, and you. 

You weren’t sure how to be better for him, how to be what he needed. You weren’t sure what you’d done to deserve Alexia in your life. Most of all, you weren’t sure how to keep going when you were so confident that you were doing everything completely and entirely wrong. 

Wallowing in self pity on the couch for an hour seemed like the best possible option, though, given the circumstances. At least with Will safely with Alexia, you could be sure you wouldn’t mess anything up. 

Alexia, meanwhile, was trying to decide whether or not she could still do the monkey bars at the playground. She was pretty sure her feet would touch the ground, but if she bent her knees… it might be possible. Watching a kid play at the park was pretty boring, it turned out. She kept an eye on Will as her mind wandered, his soft blue quarter zip making him easy to spot. She’d found herself really enjoying buying him the most adorable clothes. 

With little nikes, small sweatshirts, and everything in between filling his closet, Will had more than enough choice in his wardrobe. He always seemed to gravitate to the softer things, which is how he found himself a quarter zip that was all soft and cuddly on the outside. He thought it made his hugs better. 

Will was an only child, and pretty independent as a result. He could entertain himself, play by himself and be completely content with just his imagination to keep him company. He’d darted up the stairs of the playset as soon as Alexia had let go of his hand, already imagining the wood chips under his feet as hot lava and the other kids as monsters. But then, a rather tall ‘monster’ bumped into him right at the top of the stairs, and sent Will tumbling down into the ‘hot lava’. 

With a yelp, Will landed in the wood chips in a heap. Alexia saw the whole thing from her spot on the bench next to the playset, yet she forced herself to remain frozen for a moment, waiting to see if Will would pop up uninjured. 

When he did sit up, though, he was cradling his arm close to his chest, tears already beginning to stream down his cheeks as he looked around frantically for help. 

“Alexia!” He cried, ignoring the hurried apologies of the boy that had pushed him and the stares of the other kids that had stopped to stare. Alexia was off her bench in a heartbeat, sprinting across the playground to the small boy. 

“Hey, hey, I’m here. You’re okay.” Alexia soothed, crouching down next to him, hands hovering anxiously over his small body. “Tell me what hurts.” 

“My-my arm.” Will sobbed, turning his whole body away from Alexia when she reached out to take a look. “Don’t touch! I want my Tia!” 

Alexia was practically frozen with fear. Did she call you? Her Mami? An ambulance? The military? She didn’t know how bad this was, didn’t know how to help Will when he was so insistent that she not touch him. The poor kid was hysterical, gasping for breath in between his cries. Alexia forced herself to focus; she could call you in a moment. Right now, she was the only one here and that meant she had to know what to do. There was no other option. 

“Cariño, look at me.” Alexia instructed softly. Will peaked at her, still warily holding his arm close to his chest. “I will not touch it, bebé, I promise. I just want you to look at me and try to take a deep breath, vale?” 

Will hesitated, but the frantic feeling in his chest, like he couldn’t get enough air in, made him turn further towards Alexia. He did as she instructed, forcing himself to take a deep breath. Then another. And another. Slowly, his chest stopped stuttering and he didn’t feel so scared anymore. Alexia was with him; there was nothing to be scared of. 

“Hurts.” He whimpered, allowing Alexia to gently brush the tears of his cheeks with her thumbs. 

“I know it does. You’re being so brave, so so brave. Can you let me see your arm, sweetheart?” 

Will frowned, leaning away from her once more. “No. Don’t touch.” 

Alexia suppressed a sigh. Though she wanted to scoop him into her arms and head straight home, or maybe to the hospital, she didn’t. “I don’t have to touch it–”

“No.” Will cried stubbornly. “I want my Tia.” 

Though the tears had never really stopped, Alexia could see them gathering in the boy’s eyes rapidly once again. The park was only a block away from home. 

“Okay, bebé. Should I call your Tia and have her come here? Or should we go to her?” 

Will didn’t even think about it, sniffling as he wiped his nose with his sleeve. “Wanna go home, please.” 

Nodding, Alexia got to her feet, wincing at the feeling of woodchips falling from where they’d embedded themselves in her skin. She had no idea how she was going to get Will home when he wouldn’t let her touch him, but as soon as he got to his feet, his face paled. Silently, pleadingly, he lifted his good arm and looked up at Alexia. She didn’t hesitate, carefully lifting him, taking care to keep his injured arm away from her body, so it wouldn’t be jostled or bumped. She’d taken a single step in the direction of home before Will gave a soft cry at the movement. It was going to be a long walk home. 

—

Alexia’s text was brief. 

Will fell, hurt his arm. Bringing him home. Might need a doctor. 

Brief, yet sent a chill down your spine and a wave of anxiety washing over you. The park wasn’t far, and you hadn’t seen the text right away, so Alexia should be arriving with Will… any minute. Sure enough, you could hear his loud sobs from down the hall as soon as the elevator doors opened. You rushed to the door, throwing it open just as Alexia turned the corner, awkwardly holding a very squirmy Will in her arms. The fluorescent lighting of the hall made both Alexia and Will look oddly pale, though that could have just been the situation. 

“Tia! I want my Tia!” Will whimpered, still holding his arm close to his body even as he tried to escape Alexia’s grasp. Your heart was racing as you took in the scene in front of you, panic and fear like you’d never felt it before squeezing your chest. 

In the time it had taken for Alexia to walk from the park back to your building and up to the apartment, Will’s pain had seemed to only increase, every step torture as she fought back tears of her own. Every step, every cry from Will was tearing at her heart. 

“She’s right here, cariño.” Alexia promised, walking closer and carefully placing Will into your outstretched arms. You were careful not to bump his arm, and he curled into you immediately. His small body shook with sobs as you carried him back into the apartment. 

“It hurts, Tia, it hurts.” 

“I know, baby. You’re being so brave.” 

You settled on the couch with him sideways on your lap, his tears soaking into the fabric of your shirt. Completely at a loss of what to do, you looked helplessly at your girlfriend. Somehow, though, she seemed more panicked than you, wringing her hands together as she sat on the edge of the wooden coffee table. 

“Okay. Okay,” you said, trying to calm yourself and your nephew down. Leaning back you tilted Will’s face up to face you. His eyes were red and puffy, her lip quivering sadly as he cried. “Can I see your arm, Will?” 

Very hesitantly, Will nodded, finally extending his arm away from his chest. His hand was trembling, but there was no obvious bruising or swelling, no odd bumps that would indicate he’d broken something. Alexia leaned closer, until her head was almost bumping into yours. You waited until she was done studying Will’s arm, and she looked up at you. No words were needed for you to know Alexia had come to the same conclusion that you had. 

“Can you wiggle all your fingers for me?” Will did as you asked, moving his fingers and then rotating his wrist. There was only a small wince as he did so, but his range of motion seemed completely fine. 

“I don’t think it’s broken, bud.” You declared. 

Will sniffled. “It doesn’t feel broken,” he said weakly. You and Alexia smiled at him, Alexia’s hand gently running through his hair as he leaned in closer to rest his head against your chest. 

“Does it still hurt a lot? Or does it feel better now?” Alexia asked. 

“Better.” 

At this, you finally relaxed, letting out a deep sigh. “I’m so glad. That was pretty scary, huh?” 

Will nodded into you, his hand grabbing a fistfull of your shirt. He seemed so small in that moment, and the feeling to protect this little boy was so strong you could have fallen over. You held him tighter, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. 

“But you’re okay now. We’ve got you, buddy.” 

Alexia hummed her agreement, tucking a blanket around Will as he relaxed into you, his eyes fluttering shut. It was no surprise the day had tired him out, and you were more than happy to act as a pillow for him if it meant he wasn’t in pain and he wasn’t crying any more. Alexia slid onto the couch, pulling you into her as Will began to drift off.

It was only an hour later, once Will had completely fallen asleep in your arms, that you had a second to breathe and think. Alexia’s chest rose and fell rhythmically and you allowed it to calm you, with your body reclined back into hers. Her breath was warm against your ear, one of her hands gently rubbing up and down Will’s back. 

“He just wanted you.” She murmured finally. The sun was about to dip below the horizon, a soft orange light washing over the room, making the moment feel even cozier. You were fighting sleep yourself when Alexia spoke, but you turned your head slightly, confused. “When he got hurt. He just wanted you. All the way from the playground back here, he just wanted you, amor.” 

You weren’t really sure what to do with that, or what her point was. It made you feel better, at least, that Will had wanted you, not that you were happy he’d gotten hurt. But you didn’t understand what Alexia was trying to get you to see, especially because you hadn’t your insecurities with her. 

She seemed to sense your confusion, kissing your temple gently. “He loves you. You are so important to him, and you are doing a great job. You must be, if he relies on you so much, no? When he was hurt and scared, he wanted you to make him feel safe. He needs you.” 

You felt a tear slide down your cheek as you took in her words, letting your head fall back onto her shoulder. Alexia could read you like a book, and you shouldn’t have been surprised to know that she’d known what was going on in your head all along. That’s what made her such a perfect partner to do this with, you supposed. Will loved her, yes. But she loved you, too, and she always knew what you needed to hear. 

“Thank you.” You whispered back finally. It was stark, the contrast between how you’d felt before Will and Ale had arrived home to now. With Will soundly asleep in your arms, and Alexia holding you close to her, everything felt less overwhelming. 

Laying there, watching the sun set over the city, everything felt an inch easier. Step by step, Alexia had said that the day you brought Will home. One day at a time. With your family.

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:) have a few more thoughts for this series but i'd love to hear whatever you're thinking. i hope you enjoyed 🫶🏻

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lovingly siesta | a smau | part 1

pairing(s): youngest sister leclerc!reader x lando norris, youngest sister leclerc!reader x f1 grid (platonic).

warnings: no face claim, age gap (25-18), protective charles leclerc, ooc

might be a multi-parts series

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[russellbby]

pairings: lando norris x sister!reader (face claim: sky brown)

in which: lando norris’s little sister achieves a bronze medal in the olympics..again..

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y/n.norris: I’m currently recovering from a dislocated shoulder, after having a pretty bad crash before arriving here in Paris. However, that isn’t going to stop me and today is the day and I’ll give my 100% out there for you all! Let’s gooo!!💗🇬🇧

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teamgb: Back-to-back bronze!🥉

After dislocating her shoulder, Y/N Norris brings home another bronze medal! What a performance from the teenager! Two Olympic bronze medals at 16 years old, not bad at all y/n.norris❤️🤝

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y/n.norris: WE DID IT!!🥉🤩

Achieving another Olympics bronze medal is not what I was expecting going into this. But it happened and I still can’t believe it!! It’s be a hard few days with my shoulder, but I knew I had to go out there. Thanks to my team, my family & friends and all the fans in the crowd cheering me on today, this medal is for us all! Love you all!!❤️

Arrived at Paris with a dislocated shoulder as a 1x Olympic bronze medalist ~ leaving Paris still with a dislocated shoulder as a 2x Olympic bronze medalist🫡

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[charlewiss]

little norris / oscar piastri

summary: you get photographed next to your brother's teammate a curious number of times. but obviously, it's not what it seems. absolutely not.

author's note: lil birthday gift for my little guyyy 🤍 and first post of the year ajajjajaj hope you like this!

pairing: norris!reader x oscar piastri

fc: madison beer (and nick austin)

social media au

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LOVE HOLD|⟮little miss maverick⟯

lando norris x wolff reader| wolff reader x f1 grid platonic (mostly)

a/n: there is no face claim, I just can't resist te perfection that is Anya Taylor-Joy(I wanted to save her for a Häkkinen!reader, but couldn't stop myself when I started the dior montage). those are little snippets from her life between the GQ video and Bahrain 23', to give some context. I gave names to y/n mother, sister, stepfather and etc, because I find mad confusing to put a bunch of y/mn, y/s/n, y/bff/n, it gets tiring and confusing especially if it comes one after the other in a social media tag or paragraph, thats the only reason I gave them names. there is a few tennis players in this story, not too crazy, but as it is a character a little bit inspired by break point some of those guys will show up and the netflix show will be mentioned. comment and give it a like if you like, I love to read what you guys have to say and your thoughts. I also gave a name to the series, it is very cliche but I couldn't think of nothing better.

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y/name.wolff it wasn't easy but we did it! today my dream came true, in winning my twelfth title today, the fourth in a row this calendar year, I became the sixth grand slam champion in history, the fourth woman to do so and the very first brit. it takes a village and i would not have managed it without the amazing team i have behind me supporting me at every step. shout out to my coaches, my therapist, my sponsors and my family.🤍🏆🏆

thank u all for the flowers. i will be seeing a few of you in monza.

(i believe I tagged everyone, but my hands are shaking so much and is hard to see through my happy tears, so, if i forgot to tag you, consider yourself thanked)

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pierregasly congratulations little wolff, never doubted you

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redbull #1!!!

↳y/name.wolff red bull gives you wings 😘

user1 mother is mothering😍😍

georgerussel63 #goat 🐐

landonorris 🔥🔥🔥

↳landonorris congratulations on yet another win, always knew you would🥇

↳ y/n.wolff thank you lan🤍

↳user4 the heart😍

↳user5 'lan' , oml

user2 girly is so delulu she forgot serenawilliams has like 30 grand slams

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benshelton #goat status🐐proud to see one of the greatest of our generation achieving something not even our heros did. keep going sis, next step is to make this a super slam 🥇

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y/n.wolff 09·01·2023· the day is here, it only took you guys 20 years of living in sin, 15 years of engagement and raising two beautiful, charming, talented daughters together to finally put a ring on it. i am grateful every single day that in a world with 9 billion people, living in the same city, sharing common friends, you two manage to met outside a little cafe in milano in the summer of 03'(btw, i had the honor of witness this cosmic encounter, though i claim no recollection of the event). père phillippe, thank you for all the years as my bonus father and all the support you always gave me (there is no backing now).

love you two more than words can describe. thank u for trusting me with the role of maid of honour, hope i did a good job.

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landonorris congrats to mamma O and Phil❤️ beautiful cerimony

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user1 was lando at the wedding???

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y/n.wolff i am happy to be (finally) able to announce that yours truly is now (officially) a dior muse and the new face of diorissimo🤍🤍🤍

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mariagraziachiuri I am so happy to share this journey with someone I have seen grow into the beautiful woman she is today, such an example of timeless beauty and elegance, our true English Rose and the incarnation of the spirit Diorissimo.

↳y/n.wolff grazie mille Maria, thank you so much for the trust

Feb 27th 2023

y/n.wolff after three tournaments back-to-back and a brief pitstop in paris for fashion week, miss éclair wolff and I are heading to bahrain to watch 19 millionaires playboys going vrom vrom in circles for second place😊

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landonorris uncalled for ☹️

↳y/n.wolff as is your tractor 🙂

↳landonorris ☹️

↳y/n.wolff luv u sugarboo🤍

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[crsssie]

for all time/lovebrush chronicles boys as kisses

word count: 481

summary: how the lovebrush boys kiss you

Ai Yin / Ayn

Ayn presses his lips to yours like he's waited for you his whole life, his lips are molded to yours as he practically tries to absorb you, his passion bleeding through his hands as he holds you to him desperately. He kisses you like he's lost you in a past life again and again, and he kisses you like he has nothing left but you in this world. He kisses you like he's going to lose you and he's terrified of what's to come when you have to inevitably pull away.

Lu Chen / Alkaid

Alkaid kisses you like a butterfly— his lips brush against yours only once before he pulls away, cheeks warm and neck red, and you have to pull him in again if you want a kiss again. His lips brush yours for a second as if you're something he's not allowed to have, and his lips feel like a heaven in a world far away from you. Alkaid kisses you like he's not allowed to, like the two of you are destined to break as soon as one of you step over the line.

Luo Xia / Lars

Lars kisses you with both hands on your cheek as he leans over you to the best of his ability, the love bleeding from his chest to yours as he presses it to yours, and he kisses you like he's going to spend tomorrow and forever with you. He kisses you like that moment in time is the only thing that matters, even if you're going to leave someday. Yet, he kisses you in the present, a sense of determination that he'll never lose you, and even when he presses his tongue into your mouth for more, he is there, and so are you.

Si Lan / Clarence

Clarence kisses you like he knows there are many more to come. His fingers wrap around your waist gently as he tilts his head to slot his lips against yours better. He kisses you like he knows that you are his destined one in this world, and the way he rests his hand on the back of your head to help you angle is a reminder of how far the two of you have come. He kisses you like he's sure you're the one destined for him, and that you have eternity ahead of the two of you, so there's no rush.

Ye Xuan / Cael

Cael kisses you awkwardly, his fingers curled next to him as he's scared to touch you, worried that if he does, he'd be committing some kind of sin, that he'd break you by kissing you back too hard. He kisses you like he's not supposed to, fingers delicate against your skin as his thumb brushes your cheek and he tucks your hair behind your ear, his eyes half-lidded as he takes in your expression, always worried that some higher deity outside of his control would steal you away at any moment.

[hbdannyric]

<< crash out >>

In which Y/N puts family before romance... Max Verstappen x Noriss! Reader, Lando Norris x Little Sister! Reader (fluff, little bit of angst)

"I got damage guys, I can't save it." Lando called out over the radio. You watched in horror as your big brother collided with Max. You were in the McLaren garage, headphones on and sporting a large number four on the back of your shirt. You had been holding your breath as the two most important men in your life had been battling all race and now you felt like you were suffocating.

Lando was completely oblivious to your relationship with Max, forbidding you from having any relationship with any of the drivers. You and Max had been sneaking around for over a year now and you had been debating coming clean to Lando for months but could never find a time. This season seriously made the two appear as rivals and you didn't want to put either of them in a tight spot.

That thought is far behind you now as you watch Max and Lando pull into the pits. Seeing Max race off on a fresh set of tires and turning to see your brother drag himself from his car caused anger to bubble up inside you. Lando stomped into the garage, ripping off his helmet. You wanted to run to him but a mechanic caught you around the waist. "Don't. I know you want to comfort him, but you might catch a fist in the face. Family or not." You wanted to argue but knew he was right. You sighed and watched the rest of the race, cheering on Oscar to show solidarity with the papaya crew.

While the McLaren team heads to watch the podium celebration for Oscar getting P2, you snuck into your boyfriend's trailer to have a… conversation… You knocked on the door, shoving Max back into the room once the door was open. "What the fuck Verstappen!" you shouted. "Y/N please, this how this sport goes." She shoves him again. "Bullshit! You squeezed him! You had plenty of room to turn without causing a collision!" He grabs both your wrists and pulls you to his chest to prevent you from attacking him any more. "Baby you have to understand… I did what I had to so I could stay in the race." "You would have stayed in the race just fine. You wanted to win and he threatened that." You couldn't care less about the fact that both of them were being aggressive, your brother was your family and it killed you to see him beat himself up like you knew he was right now.

"I was hoping you would at least be happy for me that I stayed in the race." Max huffs. "I am. But right now I'm fucking pissed. Lando could have gotten hurt if you hit him harder. If you can't see why I'm mad that's a problem. I love you, but you knew going into this that you would always be my second favorite driver." You turn to stomp out but turn back and kiss him. It takes him a moment to react before he kisses you back, wrapping his arms around your waist. "I still love you, this doesn't change that. I'm just pissed at you right now." He nods "I understand, but I'm not gonna apologize for what happened." You sigh. "And I can understand that."

You knock on Lano's door. A muffled 'fuck off' is thrown through the door and you sigh. You slowly open the door, "Lan it's me." He looks up and his hardened expression softens. "Fuck sis I'm sorry… I'm just-" "I know Lan. I understand. What do you need right now? What can I do?" He makes his way over to you and wraps his arms around your shoulders. You accept the hug immediately, holding your brother so tight. "I'm so glad that you're alright." He kisses the top of your head. "I'm fine Y/N…"

"How's Max?" You look up at him with a mix of shock and confusion. "What- How would I know?" He gives you a knowing look. "Y/N I've known you for 22 years. I figured you two out months ago. I just wish you had told me yourself." You look down in shame. "I know I'm sorry. You told me to stay away from the other drivers and I didn't want to upset you. I was waiting until the end of the season to tell you." He shakes his head and steps back to look you in the eyes. "I'm not upset. You deserve to be happy. I just wish it was anyone else. I would have loved it if you had made Carlos my future brother-in-law." You groan and punch his arm, making him chuckle.

"I will say I am very hurt that you ran to check on him after the race before coming to see me." He pouts. You look up at him and burst out laughing. "I didn't go check on him. I went to rip him a new one." He looks at you confused. You shrug. "He may be my boyfriend but you're my brother. I went to yell at him for crashing into you." Lando shakes his head. "Please tell me you're joking." You smile. "Nope. You will always be my number one driver. I will still wear that god awful orange. Just for more than one reason."

<< Authors Note >> So this is me just tiptoeing in the waters of Formula One fanfics. Better ones are coming I swear! Thanks for reading!

[loveclerc]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ LET ME SHOW YOU MY MAN !

pairing : charles leclerc x fem!reader

summary : netizens have been shipping you with countless actors in hopes of finding your partner. after your new film came out and the internet has done it once again, you begin soft-launching your long-term relationship, making everyone confused who the mystery person is.

genre : smau, fluff, some crack, established relationship, actress!reader

warning(s) : please imagine yn’s user is some creative portmanteau with chase atlantic

ynlntic

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ynlntic ‘charlie’s angels’ out now !! starring the lovely kristen stewart, @ ellabalinska, @ elizabethbanks and me.

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f1fan carlos in the likes?

ellabalinska Absolutely loved working with you 🤩 Keep up the good work! ♥︎ by author

mackenziefoy Snatching hearts left and right already with your debut film

ynlntic what can I say? I’m irresistible

ynfan i love her 😭

charles_leclerc Beau jeu d’acteur ♥︎ by author

15 November 2019

ynlntic

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ynlntic hasn’t anyone told you that normal is the cruelest insult of all? ‘cruella’ out now :) so so happy to work with the queen emma thompson on this project. thanks to my sidekicks joel fry and @ paulwhausergram too.

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zendaya It’s crazy how you can act such a cruel person when you’re so lovely in real life

ynlntic you’re too kind

chaseatlantic ❤️

ynlntic hi (I’m shaking my heart belongs to you)

fernandoalo_oficial Bravo! 🎉 ♥︎ by author

paulwesley Are you perhaps interested in becoming a vampire?

ynlntic let me think about it … yes

reneerapp dm me pls

paulwhausergram She’s a homicidal maniac and you’re not!

ynlntic well, we don’t know that. I’m still young.

user is this referring to the dry thanks in the last sentence ♥︎ by author

28 May 2021

ynlntic

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ynlntic I went blonde for this one. ‘saltburn’ in select theatres now. love you guys @ keoghan92 @ jacobelordi @ mspike @ richard.e.grant @ archmadekwe my precious catton family.

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archmadekwe You’ll always be on my team for tennis ❤️

ynlntic I’ll choose you any day

keoghan92 Oliver Quick Catton 🧐 ♥︎ by author

ynfan2 spoiler alert? 🫢

landonorris You’re hot

ynlntic thanks lan

f1fan2 LAN???

sydney_sweeney i’m already in love ♥︎ by author

jacobelordi You look great in blonde, sis

ynlntic and you look great in a bathtub, bro

17 November 2023

ynlntic

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ynlntic never going back to economy again. ‘upgraded’ out now !! from watching @ archierenaux3 and @ marisatomei on a screen to costarring in a film together 🥹 such a dream come true.

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jessie_mei_li soo excited :)

ynlntic I bagged another cast member ……

charles_leclerc I can make sure you never fly economy again

f1fan3 so much for being slick

sabrinacarpenter text me i love u ♥︎ by author

georgerussell63 Any chance you’re free before the season?

ynlntic 90% chance. would you be flying me in first class?

georgerussell63 I know someone who can do that for you 😉 ♥︎ by author

f1fan4 then there’s charles’ untouched comment just above LOL

tomholland2013 Still waiting for that hangout invite.

archmadekwe Me or him

ynlntic me

9 February 2024

ynlntic

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ynlntic stuff you haven’t seen before ‘cause they’re mine

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ynfan2 SHE’S FINALLY POSTING NON-PROMOTION STUFF !!!

lailahasanovic can’t wait for more of these 💕 ♥︎ by author

ncentineo I don’t get why Langston didn’t fall for all three

ynlntic ‘cause elena didn’t want him and sabina’s for the girls

ynfan3 at last the queen has posted a POST 😩

ynfan4 HOLD UP 🤚🏻 MISS MA’AM WHO IS THE PERSON IN THE LAST SLIDE

ynfan5 probably her boyfriend archie madekwe (i’m delusional)

archmadekwe 🤭

11 February 2024

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ynlntic special day today

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jaehyunfan ARIANA (JAEHYUN) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ???

user2 wait she was just brunette a while ago

ynlntic wig

ynfan6 EXCUSE ME SALTBURN WAS A WIG??? ♥︎ by author

_jeongjaehyun thanks for the cake ♥︎ by author

ynfan7 she listens to laufey 🥹

f1fan5 the heart with the c in the middle?

reneerapp what is that BOOK you are reading

ynlntic 🤫🧏🏻‍♀️

ynfan8 she’s taken guys we lost her … 😞

14 February 2024

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ynlntic I was told we were to play mario kart

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landonorris You can be the next Jann Mardenborough

ynlntic sign me up for formula banana peels 🙋🏻‍♀️

f1fan6 hold awn @ charles_leclerc went karting today too

joris__trouche Tu étais formidable! Ne laissez personne vous dire le contraire (@ andferrari007 😒)

ynlntic merci joris! ♡

f1fan7 this literally confirms it.

ynfan9 girlie your fans are going crazy 😭🙏🏻 save us from this torture and tell us who this man is PLZZZZ

ynfan10 i’m so scared for her and her partner, whoever they are …

ynfan11 this series of soft-launching and posting trivial things about her life is so precious to me

ynfan12 fr! i feel like a proud mother watching her child grow up 🥹

20 February 2024

keep a lookout for part two ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

reblogs and feedback are appreciated !

[mello-bee]

Valentine's day is here! who will you invite to spend it with?

Alkaid - Lars - Clarence - Ayn

or would you rather take a walk alone instead? maybe you'll run into...

..Cael - ..Naledi?

a study date with clarence! you hung out at the library until the sun went down, at which point you realized you were stuck in the library....again

im not too happy with the background with this one but oh well what can you do

[songtoyou]

Tempting Fate - Part Seventeen

Paring: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2,460

Story Summary: Tommy is not a believer in fate or destiny. However, a new resident in Small Heath will question his beliefs and push his boundaries outside his comfort zone. Miss Young arrives in Small Heath looking for her soulmate and meets the Shelby clan along. At first, Tommy distrusts the newly hired barmaid but soon finds himself drawn to her and can't understand why.

Chapter Snippet: "So, it was Campbell who did this, eh," he confirmed.

"Major Chester Campbell. I asked him what he wanted, and he said, and I quote, 'Insurance that your boyfriend will make do on his promise to Mr. Churchill and me,'" you relayed to him. "What is he talking about, Tommy? And don't you dare tell me that it is nothing to worry about or that you have everything covered. We are way past that point, as you can see."

A/N: There are some Romani phrases in this chapter. I hope they are accurate and don't offend anyone if they are not 100% correct.

Pen = sister Nash avri! (nosh ah-VREE) = "Go away!" Av akai (AHV ah-KIE) = "Come here" Si tut bocklo? (SEE TOOT bock-LO) = "Are you hungry?" Chindilan? (chin-DEE-lan) = "Are you tired?" Kon? = "Who?" Soske? (SOSS-kay) = "Why?" o Bengh = The devil (evil) Shesti! (SHES-tee) = "Nonsense!"

Please do not post any of my fics to other sites without my permission.

Tag List: @owenniasstars  @lovemissyhoneybee @lilymurphy03​

"Men are driven by two principal impulses, either by love or by fear." -Niccolò Machiavelli

When you eventually came to, you saw Campbell's back retreating from the ally. You felt disoriented and confused. 'What the Hell just happened?' you thought to yourself, trying to stand up.

You touch the side of your head where Campbell hit with his cane. Surprisingly, it didn't really hurt, but you noticed that blood covered your hand.

You looked down. There was blood everywhere, on your clothes and caked in your hair. Feeling yourself about to faint at the sight of all the blood., a pair of arms caught you and helped you stand up.

You opened your eyes to see Jeremiah Jesus holding you up. He said your name and lightly touched the bleeding wound.

"What happened to you?" he asked, alarmed, and took out a handkerchief to hold against the bleeding wound.

"Ouch! Okay, it hurts when pressure is put on the wound," you told him.

Jeremiah leaned you against a box crate to inspect the wound more closely. "You got a bad cut. It looks pretty deep, too. You're going to need stitches," Jeremiah assessed. "Isaiah!" Jeremiah yelled to get his son's attention.

Soon, you saw the younger man run-up to his father. He slowed his speed once he saw the state of you. "Holy shit," Isaiah uttered and handed you another handkerchief. You took it and pressed it to your head.

Repeating your name, Jeremiah asked who did this to you.

You sighed, "Some Irish asshole named Campbell. He hit me with his cane."

Both Jeremiah and Isaiah stiffened when you said the name. You caught sight of the look between father and son. "You both have heard of him?" you asked.

"Isaiah, go get Tommy. Tell him to meet us at Peter's home," Jeremiah instructed his son and turned towards you. "Come on. We need to get you stitched up."

"No!" you shouted. "Don't get Tommy. Please don't," you were begging, but Isaiah had already made his way out of the ally.

Jeremiah said your name to get your attention. He put his hands on your shoulders. "Listen to me, Tommy will know what to do, okay. Can you walk?"

"Yeah, I can walk."

"Peter is a good guy. He was one of the unit medics we all met during the war, one of the few medics Tommy trusts. You will be in good hands," Jeremiah reassured.

Putting an arm around Jeremiah, he led you to the home of Peter Bryson. Thankfully, he didn't live too far away. It took a while for Peter to answer the door, but Jeremiah didn't wait for an invitation to enter when he did.

"I got a bleeding head wound for ya, Peter. Can you stitch her up?"

Jeremiah set you down at the kitchen table. Peter didn't say much as he looked over your cut.

"Ouch!" you yelled as Peter proceeded to look at the cut on your head.

"Jesus Christ, that is a big gash on your head," Peter finally spoke. You immediately picked out the Scottish accent. Looking up, you took notice of his height. The man was tall. Probably towering over six feet, had dark blond hair and a full beard. Attractive? Yes, for sure.

"Can you fucking do something about it? Or are you just going to stare at it while I continue to bleed from my fucking head?" you bellowed, irritated.

"Alright, lass, no need to shout," commented Peter and left the room. He returned with a kit and opened it to pull out medical supplies. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured everyone a glass. "To good health," toasted Peter and downed his drink in one gulp.

You gave Jeremiah a look of concern, but he nodded his head in reassurance. Looking over at Peter, you saw that he poured some whiskey into a bowl and sterilized his tools. As you watched him thread his needle, you also downed the glass of whiskey. Reaching for the bottle to pour yourself another drink, Peter snatched it. He got up to look at your wound once more. He took a rag and soaked it with alcohol, and placed it back on your head.

"Put a little more pressure on it to help ease the bleeding. Follow my finger," Peter directed his finger back and forth. You followed along. "Do you know where you are?"

"Yes. Small Heath," you replied.

"What year is it?"

"1921. Why are you asking me this?" you wondered aloud.

"To make sure you don't have a concussion. Are you experiencing any symptoms such as vomiting, dizziness, or ringing in the ears? You don't have a headache, do you?" Peter questioned.

You shook your head, "No, I don't feel any of those things."

"That's good. You're going to have a large bump for a few days. If you are lucking, the scaring should be mild. Good thing your hair will most likely cover it," Peter observed and instructed you to hold still as he began to stitch up the cut. "Don't move or else…."

You sat very still as Peter stitched you up. The burly man was surprisingly gentle as he carefully sowed the deep cut on your head. Peter never faltered or got distracted. Even when Tommy came bursting through the door, Peter didn't flinch or stop what he was doing. You were rather impressed.

The look of fear and shock covered Tommy's face. You could tell he was enraged. However, you were glad that he composed himself, at least in front of Jeremiah, Peter, and Isaiah. He didn't like to lose his cool in front of others. Now was not the time for it.

Tommy asked Peter how it looked. Peter went over the details, similar to what he said to you earlier. Pulling out his cigarette case, Tommy lit one and sat down across from you. He merely watched in silence as Peter continued gently sew up the wound. You didn't look at him. You were too scared to for some reason. A part of you felt embarrassed. Another aspect of you was worried.

Worried that Tommy would once again think it would be in your best interest to stay away from one another. When Peter finally fished, he rubbed the wound with alcohol again to disinfect it.

"If you keep the area and stitches clean, then it most likely won't get infected," Peter advised. He brought in a bowl of water and other rags for you to clean the blood off your hands and face.

"Tommy, keep us posted, okay. Come on, son. Let's give these them some privacy," spoke Jeremiah. "Peter, it is good to seeing you."

"Thanks, Jeremiah, for finding her in time," Tommy acknowledged appreciatively to the preacher. "Isaiah, you did the right thing by coming to get me. I'll see you both later."

Cleaning up his supplies, Peter poured himself another drink. "Tommy," he greeted, but Tommy merely nodded in response. He was too focused on you.

"I'll leave you two alone," said Peter and left the room to give you and Tommy some privacy.

Immediately, Tommy kneeled in front of you. He helped you clean up the blood on your face, neck, and back of your head. For the first time since being dragged in that ally, you felt calm. Having Tommy near you made you feel safe.

"So, it was Campbell who did this, eh," he confirmed.

"Major Chester Campbell. I asked him what he wanted, and he said, and I quote, 'Insurance that your boyfriend will make do on his promise to Mr. Churchill and me,'" you relayed to him. "What is he talking about, Tommy? And don't you dare tell me that it is nothing to worry about or that you have everything covered. We are way past that point, as you can see."

Sighing, Tommy pulled a chair closer to you. "When I was in the hospital, Campbell visited me. He was aware that I killed a man and intended to hold it over me. If I don't cooperate as Campbell's spy, then he aims to hurt those around me."

"What else?" you demanded. You knew Tommy was leaving something out. How was Winston Churchill involved?

"Churchill is Campbell's handler. I wrote him a letter stating that I will only agree to Campbell's plan to assassinate someone if I receive an export license in return," relayed Tommy. "Both Churchill and I served in the war. I made a point to mention my honors and medals. See, Campbell didn't serve, so I figured it would give me an edge over the bastard."

You closed your eyes to hold back the tears. "Jesus Christ, Tommy," you whispered.

"Hey, listen to me," Tommy consoled and pulled you onto his lap. You wrapped your arms around him and nestled into his neck.

The tears you desperately tried to hold back were now flowing. Tommy held you tight as you cried.

"Everything is going to be alright, love, I promise." Tommy wiped your tears with a cloth and kissed you on each cheek. "I know what I am doing. I am always one step ahead of these guys. They got nothing on me."

You gently snickered and dabbed your tears away. "I love how you are so sure of yourself."

"Come on, love. Don't start doubting me now," Tommy teased to lighten the mood.

That made you chuckle, "I could never doubt you, Tommy. I just hate when people think they can use you to do their bidding. Assassinations, Tommy. Who do they want you to kill?"

"I've already told you too much," Tommy professed and motioned for you to stand up. He looked around to make sure they didn't have any eavesdroppers listening in on their conversation. "Come on; I will walk you home. No going out tonight with Esme and Lizzie."

Before you could complain, Tommy held up his hand. "You need to rest. They will understand. You girls can go out another night."

You grumbled as Tommy escorted you to the door. "But us girls were going to have so much tonight."

Peter finally poked his head out from wherever he was. "You both heading out?"

"Yeah, thanks for taking of everything, Peter," said Tommy and shook Peter's hand.

"Not a problem," the Scotsman replied. He turned to you, "Take care of yourself."

"I will. Thank you, Peter," you told him and exited the home with Tommy following closely behind.

As Tommy took your hand to head to your home, you pulled him back. "What's the matter?" he asked when he saw the look of unease on your face.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" you asked, looking down at the cobbled ground. "It's just… I'd feel safer under the Shelby roof, you know."

"Of course," was Tommy's reply and led you towards the Shelby home on Watery Lane.

Polly was in the kitchen making dinner as you entered the house while Finn was chopping up vegetables.

"Tommy, is everything okay?" asked Michael. The younger man looked at you, and his eyes widened. "What happened?"

When Isaiah came barging into Tommy's office earlier to tell him what happened, he ordered Michael back to the house. He was thankful Michael followed his commands.

"She is fine, Michael. Just had an accident," Tommy told his cousin.

Polly and Finn looked over and instantly ran over to you. Not wanting all of the fuss, you stepped behind Tommy. "Relax, everyone. Don't overcrowd her now. Everything is fine."

Tommy repeated that you had an accident and that you were going to be okay. He clearly did not want to get into revealing that it was Campbell who attacked you.

"I need to lay down," you told Tommy. You were feeling lightheaded, and all you wanted to do was rest.

Tommy guided you upstairs and into his room. You peeled off your clothes and tossed them aside. You were sad that one of your new dresses was ruined. Tommy took off his coat, set it aside to pour water into his basin, and soaked a washcloth. He rang it out and pulled you closer to begin, once again, to clean the excess blood. He wet his hand ran it along the back of your head to help rinse out the blood, careful not to disturb your stitches.

Tommy treated you as if you were porcelain, scared that if he were too rough, he would break you. He gave you one of his white undershirts to wear and helped you into his bed.

“Interesting day, huh?” you laughed. “I had the best time in your office earlier. That was wonderful. I thoroughly enjoyed that part.”

Now it was Tommy’s turn to laugh, “Me too, love.” Tommy was quiet for a moment as he held your cheek. “I’m sorry. This shouldn’t have happened. Campbell will pay for laying a hand on you. I will make sure that everyone, my enemies especially, know not to lay a finger on you.”

“You don’t think I’m weak, do you?” you asked him.

“Never,” Tommy answered and leaned down to kiss you on the lips. He got up from the bed and retrieved his coat, “I do need to get back to the office, but I won’t be gone too long. You’re safe now.”

“Okay,” was all you said.

Soon, Esme came busting through the bedroom door. “Pen!” she yelled, pushing Tommy out of the way. “Who hurt you? Who do I have to kill?”

“Esme, calm down,” Tommy interrupted but backed off when Esme shot daggers at him.

“Nash avri!” she yelled once again and pushed Tommy out of his own room. Esme pulled the covers down and got into bed with you. “Av akai.” She held her arms open, and you settled in them, head resting on her chest.

“Si tut bocklo?” she asked as she stroked your hair.

“No,” you told her.

“Chindilan?” Another question from Esme.

“Yes, I’m tired. But I will be okay.”

“Kon?”

“Campbell,” you replied with a sigh.

“Soske?” inquired Esme.

“Because…he’s o Bengh.”

The two of you lied in Tommy’s bed in comfortable silence. You almost fell asleep until Esme spoke up once again.

“Pen, I think you need leave Tommy,” suggested Esme. “What happened to you today? That is only a sliver of what one of Tommy’s enemies could do to you. He will always have someone after him. They will use you to get to him.”

“Shesti,” you told her adamantly. “I’m not leaving Tommy. Ever!”

You turned to face the wall and covered the blankets over your head. You didn’t want to talk anymore.

“Okay,” Esme said defeatedly. But she didn’t leave you. Instead, Esme would stay to watch over you until Tommy returned.